For years, Judy had been planning on up and leaving Night City. Matter of fact, she had already gotten the majority of her things packed and ready to go; so why was it that actually making the choice to go through with her plans so.. difficult? What was stopping her?

She ran a hand through her hair as a sigh escaped past her lips, pulling her braindance wreath off before grabbing her phone and immediately scrolling to your contact.

“drinks?” She texted, “needa talk about some stuff.”